| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: expressed to his Ginevra the tenderest love. They sought a
compensation for their troubles in exalting their feelings; and their
words, their joys, their caresses became suffused, as it were, with a
species of frenzy. They feared the future. What feeling can be
compared in strength with that of a passion which may cease on the
morrow, killed by death or want? When they talked together of their
poverty each felt the necessity of deceiving the other, and they
fastened with mutual ardor on the slightest hope.
One night Ginevra woke and missed Luigi from her side. She rose in
terror. A faint light shining on the opposite wall of the little
court-yard revealed to her that her husband was working in his study
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy: "I did not expect to see you in this state, any more
than you me," she went on quickly. "Where am I, Aunt?"
"Nearly home, my dear. In Egdon Bottom. What dreadful
thing is it?"
"I'll tell you in a moment. So near, are we? Then I
will get out and walk. I want to go home by the path."
"But this kind man who has done so much will, I am sure,
take you right on to my house?" said the aunt, turning to
the reddleman, who had withdrawn from the front of the van
on the awakening of the girl, and stood in the road.
"Why should you think it necessary to ask me? I will,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Polly of the Circus by Margaret Mayo: uncertain what to do.
Hasty came down from the window and tried to put one arm about
Mandy's shoulders.
"Leab me alone, you nigga!" she exclaimed, trying to cover her
tears with a show of anger that she did not feel; then she rushed
from the room, followed by Hasty.
The band was playing loudly; the din of the night performance was
increasing. Douglas's nerves were strained to a point of
breaking. He would not let himself go near the window. He stood
by the side of the table, his fists clenched, and tried to beat
back the impulse that was pulling him toward the door. Again and
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